Mrs. And Mr. Smith Novels & Stories

"Of course miss. Mr. Elvis told me to change into your late wife's nightgown." "Is that a photo of his late wife?" "That's right, miss," replied the waiter cheerfully. Even Avelyn wondered why the waiter was so enthusiastic this morning. Did he just get the lottre? "What is her name?" “Sarah Taylor. Mrs. Sarah died twenty years ago giving birth to their first child. Yet for months, Mrs. Sarah imagined the face of her baby impatiently. But when the time of birth came, the mistress was bleeding so that her life could not be saved."

Mrs Smith has heard miracles do happen but he never thought something like that would be real the woman hasn't seen his son so she still wouldn't believe Miramiracless happened until the moment she does. "Yes, Madame," the maid insisted, her voice quivering with excitement, mesmerizing about the man's manly, hot look. “Let's go!” Mrs Smith hurriedly said and left the kitchen without sparing at her husband who was trying to hide under the table like a lost kitten. “Wait for me, I want to see my son too!” Mr Smith yelled, licking the grease off her hand as he made his way out of the kitchen. ~~~~~~~~~BACK TO THE ENTRANCE OF THE SMITH RESIDENCE ~~~~~~

, Aaron called out. "You", I told smiling at him. "What about me?", He smirked making me smirk back. "How this Mr.Arrogant fell in love with me?", I pointed out my index at him and me. "No one can resist this Ms.Stubborn", with that he attacked my lips again. "This feels so good", I said as we walked on beach with our hands intertwined. "Yes. Turns out When Mr.Arrogant marries Ms. Stubborn is a sweet,hot romantic story", he said making me laugh.

I asked. “Oh, where are my manners,” he began. “I’m Abraham Smith. And this is my wife, Mary.” “How do you do,” she greeted. “We’re from the Mayflower Guild.” We never heard of their guild. They might be iron or copper-class. “Wait, you two are married?” Katie said to her astonishment. “Oh, yes.” Mary grasped her husband’s hand. “We celebrated our hundred-three year anniversary five months ago.” “Okay,” Wilt diverted to a new subject, “how can we help you?”

"Hmm! you are right and we will do just as you say''. Mr. Swift said to his wife while smiling back at her. The Smith couple hugged each other and turn to look at their Daughter who they thought was sleeping in her hospital bed.

Gray looked at Smith with assurance so Smith sat beside Charlotte. While Smith was trying to dish his food, Mrs. Gray asked him about his marital life but he affirmed that he’s still a bachelor. Charlotte got a bit happy " why am I happy?" She thought. Smith hand collided with Charlotte hand while they both try to open the plate of salad to take from.

Her heart warmed at the thought. ''How is my husband?'', Mrs Smith asked after her thoughts cleared. ''Mrs Smith, is well. He is still recovering but he is well'', Alex lied. ''Could you take me to see him?'', Mrs Smith asked politely. '' I would love to,mam. But...............you need to rest and so does Mr Smith. I think you should wait until you have fully recovered'', Alex said hoping she would not insist further. ''You are right. Your mom has truely raised a wise boy. How is she by the way?'', Mrs Smith asked.

"Didn't I tell you to stay home? Why are you here?! And with that woman?!" Mrs. Smith was stunned for a moment, but soon pouted—this fiftyish woman suddenly like an upset teenage girl as she complained, "I missed you so much… and why aren't you letting me move in with you after you divorced that bitch?! "I'm telling you—you did the right thing! Now Susan's pregnant, and she's so good to me. We'll all live happily together ever after…" Chuck, however, was scowling so much that his face darkened.

Ding. The elevator opened. Aaron and Sophia walked out. They spotted us and came over. James: Sophia, how’s your husband now? She gave him a small smile, eyes to the ground. Sophia: He’s… he’s fine. But he’ll have to be there for a close watch. Everyone nodded in understanding. Aaron leaned closer to her, whispering something. She nodded. He gave her a soft smile, then walked over and took the seat beside me. I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Mr and Mrs smith are here to see you regarding their sons surgery sir, they don’t have an appointment but I told them to wait if I can get you to meet them” “Bring them in” Brad added and she gave a nod before walking out of the room. A few minutes later, an old but agile couple sauntered into the room and the doctor had to stand up on seeing them, a smile plastered across his face. “Hello Mr and Mrs smith” Bradson stretched out his hand for a shake, “it is good to see that you are both looking okay” “Of course” the old lady smile back at him, “that is the only thing we can do at this point, we can’t continue being sad when we know there is nothing we can possibly do”